The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1887-11-24

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arms 80 sorry, dear, bad no time /
write. rs baby's tooth bothered him sc
bnt knew you wouldn't mind" Hardl
any Of the undesirable women ever ans
wered so the same ceremony was repeate'
many time.
did not mind the women 30 much, bu
the out Of place men servants, 1 own wer
trial 10 me, Frenehmen, Italians. Ger
mans, Irishmen. all aud sunjry. The
stood 10 rows. blocking up my little ball
and bad been summoned by my nice
Edith, to whem her mother had in mos
cases thrown the Morning Post aud hesI
Of bali penny cards, saying: Write Il
any likely ones, and tell them TO meet IN,
tomorrow. Aunt Hannah won't mind, an,
baby vents me now"
That little trouble. however. was put AT
ond TO in this wise, One Of the men turn
ed cut to have been notorious burglar
aud An attempt was made on my house
which failed, owing to the promptitud'
with which Ailsie had strnck light in Tia,
basement, while the footman had locked
himself securely 10 the pantry.
Robert was very kind about this, and
pereniptorily forbade any more engage
ments OF the kind beiug made He would
see all men servants at his own club in the
future.
SO my life flowed evenly Oh for year
or more aud my nephews and pieces came
and went, aud my doors dew open to them
heartily.
Aunt Hannah, said Bobby one day,
as he rushed Ia laden with al enormous
hamper, ''you won't mind. having this
stand here just while I'm having luncheon
will You It's only a badger fellow has
given me TO take home. It's awiully jolly
If you d like to have it ont"
mo. thanks" | answered, with my
pocket handkerchief to my nose; I'VE can
stand the hamper down in the area. It
isn't exactly sweet yon know. Bobby"
Not sweet Why It's only badger,
aud cant stay long because my train
goes at 8. don't you know"
But where's Tim 2" | asked, looking
beyond him to the empty hanson.
"Oh, forgot, he answered promptly.
"Tims sickening for the measles, they
think, 80 mother thought he had better
not go home; but as they won't keep him
at old Blazers" he continued, as he flung
himself cheerily into an arm chair 10 the
sitting room, "he is to follow by the next
train aud mother said she was sure you
mind If he came straight to you,
but was to ask you, don't you know ?"
Here burst out laughing, and Bobby
looked critically but approvingy at me,
with both hands on his knees.
Il say, Aunt Hannah, he blurted out,
I'm never sure about you. Sometimes ]
think you are 10, and sometimes you look
II, that's what you look now don't be-
lieye you're half as old maidish as the
girls think yon,
Thank you, Bobby" / said kissing
his jolly fat cheeks. IL don't feel like 70
yet, and what dear old boy you will be
when am But now about Tim. was
going to have party tonight, and measles
won't do well with that"
But it had to do, inasmuch as there was
30 time to put off anybody, and "the par
"" got as far as my closed front door,
where they were met by an aiiable police
nan, on duty for the purpose at five shil
ings for the job, who informed them with
Dated breath, that there was infection in
he 'ouse," and the grinding wheels we're
III that | heard OF my guests for long
while afterward.
One OF them, wishing to combine kind
less and caution, sent me note Of inquiry
Dear Hannah How is your nephew
,ut please, dear, don't send an answer"
Tim was dear fellow, and did not
atch the measles. He, too was compli
nentary and encouraging about my age
nd intirmities, and went so far as to won
Ter II ] hadn't been rather pretty when |
vas young.
That night as Ailsie was brushing my
ebelIpps locks, Isyentured on timid in
uiry. "Ailsie, dear" | said in wheedling
ccents, was ! ever al al nice looking
b. n | was young y
@Wh.an you was what, dearie =
Young. Ailsie-young.'
,y u ans,. cred the dear old thing,
49,, e brush n the air, its 50 long
.'e Miss Ha.. nah, you cant ex-
ot me 10 throw my mem ry BACK 50 la,,
.oh, don't teas, me. Ain lei ''''
mt TO know, plea aeo' .na
We'll, then, my dea. JoA
ats more, you are; and WA ~. ~
truth, aud many's the ont ~
same as me. IA
Why should care and yet W"
5 not because ! was too ugly. then,
Ike bad escaped from me. Other peo.
at times talked nonsense TO me, whel Y
heart bad been too weary TO take heed
my brothers vile had cbided me for b.
responding when the takers had been b,
yible. All that seemed long ages ago,
now ! was solitary and moderately m
b woman, With house Of my own, and IN
arrot and terrier; and ] could be and d,
! OF use to many OF my family, whose ri
ailing motto was as of old --"she won't er
nd" and no Que guessed that was
q was not ugly. Had they been ask m
what my opinion might have been on et
subject they would have, rs usual, be- a,
ed me Indifferent u ! passed as
,od creature" there were bat a few fc
% 10 20 to arrive at the fool. maybe. 81